The inner contents of my head. Here be dragons.

fundamentalism and the emotional spectrum

This post resonates with me so so much. Church always told me that if I was not happy or joyful or grateful, I was BAD and SINFUL. By inference, I was off to hell. I felt like I was permanently faking happiness, plastering a huge grin over the yawning chasm of terror inside. Anxiety and panic were alien words to me, I was convinced I was not a panic attack sufferer or had issues with depression. That wasn’t ‘godly.’
Therapy is revealing how much of this bullshit I was fed.